Mosaic Fairy Tale [Unlimited Streaming]

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Before Ren Ange could say a "bastard", he suddenly reacted.

"You liar!" Ren Ange was already extremely nervous, but now he couldn't bear it anymore and simply cried.

A teardrop fell into Qiu Chenliang's left eye, he instinctively closed one eye, and was stunned when he saw his tears.

"Didn't we all agree to get out alive together! How dare you lie to me—"

Ren Ange felt that the hand on his waist seemed to have stopped, but it was still on it.

"If you die, do you want me to live in pain forever—" Ren Ange's voice broke.

"You don't want me anymore, huh?" Ren Ange's fear these days and the grievance of being selected by the game all burst out.

"There is still Niannian, you don't want it anymore!"

"Let me tell you, don't expect me to feed that fat cat for you after you die!"

Ren Ange said that the painting style became more and more strange later on.

"I still want to eat the hot pot from Sister Zhang's house, the pancakes from Uncle Liu's house... woooo... and the rice cooked by my mother!" Ren Ange hiccupped from crying.

After he said everything he could think of to eat, he became a little more sober, wondering if he was a little out of the plot.

off topic...

He sniffed, and looked at Qiu Chenliang with indescribable eyes.

Ren Ange quickly made a U-turn, "But you have to accompany me for all these!"

"Let's go together! Damn bastard!"

"You smelly and shameless—"

The smelly and shameless Qiu Chenliang: "..."

Ren Ange was in a daze, and then he and Qiu Chenliang stood on the floor of the room.

"How's your stomach?" Qiu Chenliang reached out and grabbed the hem of his clothes, as if he wanted to lift it up to have a look.

"Hey—" Ren Ange took a step back, "There are so many people!"

Qiu Chenliang: "..."

"Save me some face..." Ren Ange whispered, "It's okay, just cut it!"

"It really looks like it!" An Lin smiled, but his expression was very confused. "Read my diary, huh? Didn't you?"

Ren Ange sniffed, feeling extremely guilty.

It can be seen that we are acting, don't you also let us go...

"Damn it..." Ren Ange suddenly couldn't bear that look.

He looked away, and grabbed Qiu Chenliang's arm.

Qiu Chenliang froze for a moment, then looked at him inexplicably.

Ren Ange rubbed her entire face vigorously without pausing.

"Hey? What are you doing?" Qiu Chenliang waved his hand, but didn't pull it back.

Ren Ange raised his face, his eyes and nose were red. "Wipe away tears."

He continued to wipe it with his head down, then raised his head and said, "Oh, there's still snot."

Qiu Chenliang: "Don't wipe the snot on it!"

"Shadow..." He Huafan suddenly whispered.

Ren Ange raised his head, and before he could react, he had already looked at the shadow at An Lin's feet.

He keenly read An Lin's seemingly calm face;

A flash of surprise.

It's just that he didn't move, and neither did the shadow.

He Huashan pushed him unexpectedly, An Lin shook his body, took a step back with his left foot, and looked at him with a frown.

But he has been exposed, and his shadow is also lifting his left foot.

Only the shadows of people who belong to this false world are not reversed!

And he——is a member of this false world!

Ren Ange's eyes widened in surprise, looking at the shadow under his feet in a daze.

He Huafan was worried that An Lin would attack him, so he ran to the door without a pause and looked at An Lin nervously.

"Are you kidding me?" Yang Li whispered.

"You're making fun of your sister!" An Yangyang really never forgot to say something to him.

"You..." Qiu Chenliang stared at him thoughtfully, "You are not An Lin, no! The person who died was An Lin, and you are just an illusion. The person who really created this world is—Curator Luo!"

An Lin's smile darkened, "How do you know? Huh? Isn't this all your guessing? Dead people, haha, dead people! Everyone is dead! You can't escape!"

"Diary..." Ren Ange whispered to Qiu Chenliang.

Qiu Chenliang was stunned for a while, and said regretfully, "I fell downstairs just now."

Ren Ange thought for a while and looked at the model. Fortunately, there was a very small square downstairs of the building they were in in the model, which was probably a diary.

He and Qiu Chenliang looked at each other, and they both saw the clear meaning in each other's eyes.

"He died long ago, hahaha!" An Lin's expression fluctuated from hot to cold, and now he was laughing a little crazy. "It's all them who drove him to death!"

"Fool..." His expression suddenly became a little sad, and the corners of his eyes were red, "Why wasn't I at home that day?"

"That bastard left while I wasn't home!"

An Lin's eyes were full of anger, but tears rolled down his cheeks, "There are so many people, he just jumped from the top of the building."

He shook his head, his eyes flushed.

"He had a chance to be rescued. The police have already arrived, and I have come too, but I am still late. I have just arrived downstairs..."

"He could have survived—"

An Lin's expression gradually turned ferocious.

"Do you know? Actually...hahaha! Someone is shouting, why don't you jump, jump quickly! I've been waiting for so long, just waiting for you to make a cool leap! Hahaha..."

An Lin bent down laughing, tears fell wantonly on the ground, forming a puddle.

He was crying as he laughed, making it sound like he was almost out of breath.

"The suffering of others has become the joke of the mob."

Ren Ange's heart was blocked and felt very uncomfortable.

Before they could do anything, An Yangyang took this opportunity to get the diary back.

An Lin lowered his head and slowly squatted down. He seemed to have seen An Yangyang's actions, but he didn't stop him.

An Yangyang turned to the last entry in his diary without thinking.

"To my dear Lin, don't forget Luo Heng who will always miss you." An Yangyang read out.

Everyone looked at "An Lin". He just squatted on the ground silently, holding his knees with his hands, staring at the floor in a daze. When An Yangyang finished reading the last word, his body became transparent , until it disappears.

But Ren Ange noticed that at the last moment he took a deep look at the notebook.

In its place was Director Luo who was standing there. He didn't look as cold as before. Instead, there was great grief hidden in his eyes. Anyone who took a look at him would be stung by the eyes.

"You are smarter than I thought." Curator Luo showed the somewhat cruel smile on "An Lin"'s face before, like a knife, carved on his body.

"But I still haven't found a way to get out! Hahaha..." Curator Luo hooked the corner of his mouth cruelly.

"Isn't it ridiculous to create such an illusion?" Luo Heng laughed at himself, "It's like living in a dream forever, and I don't want to wake up."

"Actually, I don't have any hope at all..." He lowered his eyes and shook his head in pain. "It is impossible for him to come back to life."

"But even if there is no hope, I don't want to give up."

"So you trapped a whole city here?" Qiu Chenliang said suddenly.

Luo Heng glanced at him in surprise, and admitted, "Not bad."

"There's nothing wrong with being here, is there? People like them are only worthy of living in a false world."

"I know what you are thinking!" Luo Heng's smile widened until he trembled. "None of them are innocent—"

"When An Lin jumped, some people even applauded!"

He raised his head, and a tear slipped down his smile line and smashed into his collar. "Hahaha……"

"You say they are all innocent? It's none of your business, it's fueling the flames!"

"If An Lin didn't jump off the building, there wouldn't be so much trouble!" Yang Li couldn't help but said, "Besides, he planned to jump off the building, so the people below didn't really have any influence? Could it be that An Lin wouldn't jump if they didn't talk..."

"Damn it!" An Yangyang slapped him on the face with his diary angrily, "You idiot - shut up, old lady!"

Ren Ange couldn't help but gasped.

Really stupid...

Luo Heng twitched the corners of his mouth indifferently, and looked straight at him with deep eyes, "Onlookers always like to make sarcastic remarks."

An Yangyang was a bit unexpected for Ren Ange. He changed his previous tough appearance and said to Luo Heng, "Human nature is nothing more than that. No matter how well you hide it, it will explode in disasters and other people's suffering. Although there is nothing to say now It’s used, but I still want to say that there are some things you can’t change. It’s normal for things to change and people to change. Life and death are indeed painful, but no one can escape.”

"I believe that no matter whether An Lin is still alive or not, what he hopes for must be the gentle and happy lover who once lived like an ordinary person."

But Luo Heng just glanced at her indifferently.

"Do you think this is "the authorities are obsessed and the bystanders are clear"? "

"Some things don't happen to you, and you can always easily analyze the pain of others."

An Yangyang lowered his eyes and remained silent for a while, before saying in a low voice, "Sorry..."

He shook his head, he didn't intend to continue entangled with them any longer, he walked straight to the door, past Ren Ange and the others.

He Huafan quickly stepped aside.

Ren Ange's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly took the notebook from An Yangyang's hand.

"Hey—" An Yangyang startled him and gave him a glare.

He hurriedly opened the notebook, and sure enough, there were several pages added to Director Luo's diary, which were obviously not written by the same person.

"Director Luo—" Ren Ange hurriedly shouted boldly.

Director Luo stopped, but didn't look back.

"This should be written to you by "An Lin"...or, it was also written to you by An Lin! "Ren Ange quickly stuffed the notebook into his hand, it was that page.

"My dear... Luo?" Curator Luo's voice trembled beyond words.

Ren Ange looked at him nervously, after all, this was not the cold curator Luo before.

"Hahaha!" Curator Luo burst into laughter suddenly, and Ren Ange's heart also rose.

"Haha..." Director Luo caressed the words on the diary. "It was him, he wrote it..."

His voice was tinged with tears, "An Lin... An Lin..."

He muttered, "It's dawn..."

At dawn, the dream is about to wake up.

The whole building suddenly shook, Ren Ange staggered, and was supported by Qiu Chenliang.

"What's going on?" He Huashan asked in horror.

An Yangyang shouted, "The building is about to collapse! We have to get out!"

Curator Luo's voice came, "An Lin's death is the only way to escape this world."

Everyone was stunned for a moment, then reacted.

Yang Li couldn't believe it, "What if I jumped down and died?"

"Why so much nonsense?" An Yangyang glared at him, turned around and jumped out of the window.

"Hey—" Yang Li stretched out his hand to pull her, but he was a step too late.

The ceiling above the head has already begun to drop piece by piece.

The model placed in the middle of the room collapsed with a bang, and then turned into ashes.

"Fuck..." Yang Li hesitated for a while, then jumped down with his heart skipping a beat.

"Let's go too!" He Huashan shouted, covering his head with his hands.

"Director Luo?" Ren Ange couldn't bear to turn around and asked.

Luo Heng smiled faintly, not the indifferent or cruel smile before, but very light, as if relieved, a little smile faded from his eyes.

"Let's go..." he said in a low voice, his body slowly became transparent like An Lin's, "Falseness will eventually return to truth."

Ren Ange was silent for a while, saw him disappear before his eyes, and shouted, "By the way, Uncle Zeng and the others are still inside!"

"Oh, hurry up and take care of yourself!" He Huashan turned his head to avoid a stone.

"What's the matter, they have helped us, right?" Ren Ange covered his head, narrowing his eyes amidst the sand and stones.

"You go first - I'll call them!" Qiu Chenliang closed one eye because of the sand in the air, he pushed Ren Ange, and ran out without looking back.

"Huh? Wait for me—" Ren Ange stared and followed closely.

"Hey, be careful!" He Huashan hesitated for a while, sighed, and followed.

"Zeng Jia—Yu Chang—" Qiu Chenliang shouted while hiding.

"Uncle Zeng—Uncle Zeng—"

"Yu Chang—"

Ren Ange and He Huashan followed closely behind him and shouted together.

"Hi—" A voice came from behind.

Ren Ange and the others suddenly turned their heads, only to see Zeng Jia shouting at them with a frown, and Yu Chang standing beside him.

"I said, why haven't you guys left yet?" Zeng Jia shouted, "Hurry up!"

"We're looking for you two!" Qiu Chenliang shouted.

"Look for a fart—" Zeng Jia frowned, but there seemed to be some faint smiles on the corners of her mouth, "Kids, can we be on the same level as you? Let's go! Hurry up!"

They jumped directly from the window on the second floor, and Yu Chang winked at them before leaving.

"I'm a bit afraid!" He Huafan shouted.

"Life matters!" Qiu Chenliang directly pushed him down.

"Ah—I'm so old..." He Huafan didn't fall to the ground, but disappeared out of thin air.

"Let's go, don't be afraid!" Qiu Chenliang put his arms around Ren Ange's waist without waiting for Ren Ange to speak, and jumped down.

Ren Ange was so frightened that his whole body tensed up, and he tightly hugged him with his eyes closed.

Ren Ange suddenly opened his eyes and got up from the table.

"call--"

Terrifying!

Ren Ange looked up at the professor on the podium, and then at the time.

Only 15 minutes...